All characters are fictitious. All events are fictional. Any similarities in this story to real events or people are unintentional. * * * * * Suzanne...glanced at the clock when she ended her cell phone conversation with Tom. Damn! It was only 2 o’clock. She had at least another two hours before she could go home. She would have to sit here in her office with the vibrators stuffed in her pussy and ass until then. She couldn’t even go to the bathroom with them in. And then there was the taste of. Sometimes we even play some tapesof our favorite cuttings in between making love!" He gaped! "Oh yes," she giggled, "I'm taping this session! I make lots ofmoney selling copies by the way. Your'e like the star of my nextmovie!" "UUHHHHHH!" he was writhing in his bonds as she gently brought himalmost to ejaculation before slowing down. "Mmmmm, that's it, try to cum, go ahead. mmmmm?" 'OOhhhhhh!" he gasped, and she smiled, his cock was almost purplethe cock knob had a drop of precum, . He rubbed my sides, back and bottom, talking softly to me, telling me how much he loved me. Slowly, I relaxed, he was able to fill me. I understood what Mummy meant. Yes there was pain as I was being stretched but it was a bittersweet pain. It was the pain of sweet surrender, Mummy was right about that, too. I was giving myself over to my man, he controlled me. And the fullness, more than Id ever felt in my vagina, I felt him filling me. I wished he could get deeper, clear up to my tummy. Then. After what seems like forever the plug finally hits home and i turn it on. You waste no time in pulling me around to Your front and jamming Your tongue deep into my mouth as You walk us to the bed. You roughly throw me down and quickly have my wrists and ankles strapped so I’m immobilized in an X on this beautiful big bed. i swear i can’t remember ever seeing Your cock so huge, or throbbing the way it is now, but You hold back. You run Your nails all the way up my legs from feet to hips; it is.